Angel Dust Eyes Novels & Stories

The voice in the Arena continued. The voice still echoed and the both of us are waiting for the cue. I stared at him in the eyes, and it feels like I've been demoralized by his icy blue orbs. I didn't noticed that the cue started. Burst of flames appeared in front of us, and now we'll just wait for it to disappear.

My husband, shall we ask night to extend even after sun rise? In my dreams, I saw this daily, living you with happily. In just our looks, we will share many stories, my many promise. (Angel opened her eyes and we held each other's gaze.) Looking and treating women straight, I loved your sweet honesty. The way you talk, with eye-to-eye contact, I love it. Seeing you from far, it starts raining in my heart and my lips will start murmuring in your name. (We never once we broke our eye contact and I can see some unreadable emotions in her beautiful big doe eyes.)

Admire. The curve of her cheek. The way her lashes flutter. The peace on her face. For the first time in weeks, the storm is quiet. I brush a strand of curl from her face. Gentle. She stirs. Opens her eyes. Green. Beautiful. She jolts awake quickly, scrambling to remove the covers from her body, Like I'm a monster. I don't blame her I catch her. Pull her back. Arms around her from behind as I pull her closer to my chest.

I turned to see Karl, nearly unrecognizable in his exhausted state. Snow covered the ground, yet sweat beaded on his forehead. He panted heavily, staring at me with desperate intensity, as if afraid I might vanish. My instinct was to slam the door, but he caught my wrist. He pulled me against his chest, holding me so tightly I could feel his racing heartbeat. His Alpha scent was tinged with distress pheromones. "Isabelle... Isabelle..." His voice trembled, breaking on my name.

"If you don't want me to say it, then don't proceed with the donation." "Alright," I answered. Jordan's expression soured. "Hazel, what the hell do you mean?" I smiled weakly. "I still want to behold the world with my eyes. Can't I do that?" Pursing his lips, Jordan stared at me with a gaze as deep as the abyss. "Say that again." "I don't want to give her my eyes." Without a moment of hesitation, Jordan slapped me harshly.

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

Her eyes are silver. “Odessa. We need your help. Asteria has lost it.” Fenrir says to her when a huge male walks in behind her and he looks at me, his eyes remind me of a snake. He is a dragon. “I have seen this happen. The land is bleeding. Asteria is hurt. Not physically, but emotionally and mentally. I would advise against forcibly marking her. You need to shift.” She looks at me with her silver eyes before she looks at Fenrir.

She just gazed at me, her eyes piercing and unyielding, as if waiting for me to explain or justify my outburst. It was then that I truly saw her eyes, like two rich, velvety brown pools that seemed to hold a depth of emotion and understanding. They were fringed with thick lashes that added to their allure, and their warmth drew me in like a gentle embrace. Her eyes were like melted chocolate, smooth and inviting, with hints of golden light that danced in their depths. They were eyes that seemed to see right through to my soul, and yet, they held a softness that made me feel like I was gazing into a gentle summer breeze.

Adele was beautiful in his eyes everyday but he'd never imagined her this pretty and sparkling. Dressed in a simple but classic crystal dress, her auburn hair fell over her shoulders and down her back in a long cascade of waves. She was smiling and her one sided dimple was pretty obvious, giving her an alluring yet adorable look. The small black mole just above her upper lip aided greatly, in accentuating her already perfect and charming facial features. Arsenio thought she had the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. Her honey-brown eyes with a natural hint of gold, look like a mesmerizing sea of sparkling stars. He could stare at her all day and not get tired. Arsenio was seemingly lost in ano

Eden's eyes sparkled with amusement as he noted her behavior, thinking to himself, How strange. Eden's piercing blue eyes gleamed with an inner turmoil, their golden centers flashing like embers as he struggled to maintain control. His chiseled features, normally a mask of calm, were subtly tense, revealing the depth of his internal conflict. The scent of Pearl's perfume wafted up, teasing his senses and awakening the demons that lurked within. His sharp jawline clenched, a testament to the ferocity of his self-control.